Hello Glee Fandom. This is Gleekians. This is my first REAL fanfiction that I am posting. I started this the second I found out that Burt would be in the hospital, which would be, right after the Brittney/Brittany episode.
It was just a normal day for Burt. The clock was moving extra slow, the business was slow, and the other workers had all gone home early. Burt was currently in the back, working on an old 97 Ford truck. He never heard the door open, or the bell ringing. He just finished rewiring the spark plugs when he saw the movement in the corner of his eye. He stayed calm, and pretended he didn't notice. He rolled out from under the hood, and went to the old computer in the back. He was pretending to type in information when he was really unhooking the key board from the back.
He heard something snap break directly behind him, and he took a tentative step back, and in one fluid movement, ripped the key board from the computer, whipped around, and flung the key board right into one of the many letter man jackets he saw. He hadn't realized that there were this many. Now, Burt the Bear, was scared. The big one in the back said "Mr. Hummel, this is what you get for keeping that fag alive."
The one on the ground, which now had the key board, swung it at his feet, and Burt toppled over. The rest of the group started to beat him with anything they could get their hands on. Wrenches, hammers, screw drivers. The last thing he remembered seeing was them retreating.
"Hand clap, swivel, bend, and hook. Guys, really, its not that hard!" Mike insisted from the front of the choir room. They had been practicing this dance for three hours now, and Finn couldn't even get passed the first few steps
"Mike, lets face it, Finn cant do this, he'd look better standing up here slathered in ketchup, wearing a pig suit." Kurt said, which earned him a few giggles from the girls, and sniggers from the guys. (Because, like Puck says, 'Men don't giggle.')
"Fine, I guess we can tune it down a tiny bit." Mike said glumly. He was partly said because he worked all week on this dance, and because he never got to experience a Brittney Spears dream like everyone else seemed to have.
Something has changed within me. Something is not the same.
Kurt ripped open his bag, and dug out his cell phone. He had told his dad this morning only to call him if it was a dire emergency. He didn't recognize the number, and the only people who called him where in the room with him. He ignored it, and stuffed it back in his bag. He was walking back when it rang again.
Everyone gave him pointed looks as if to say that he was a huge distraction, when all they where was sitting in a circle. He ran back and dug through his bag once again. This time he answered with a sweet "Hello, Kurt Hummel speaking."
The other end of the line was quiet, but then a bored sounding lady said "Hello, Kurt? Yes, well, this is the West Lima Hospital, and we have someone who goes by the name 'Burt Hummel.' Would you happen to know this man?"
"Oh my gosh, yes! That's my father! What happened?" Kurt said in a really high voice, attracting the attention of New Directions.
"Well, we need you to come down here first, to make sure you are actually his, uh, son. Than we can answer any questions you may have. Have a nice day." And with that, the other end of the line went dead. Kurt was still in shock. Nothing could happen to his dad. Nothing! He had promised he would stay with Kurt, now that his mother had gone.
Kurt tore out of the room, thanking the gods of fashion that he never removed his keys from his pocket that day. He was half way across the parking lot when a hand reached out and grabbed his arm. He abruptly stopped, and the person behind him slammed into him. He turned around to see Puck rubbing his forehead.
"Dude, where are you going?" Puck said, before he realized that Kurt had started running towards his car again, this time he ran ahead, and jumped in the passenger seat.
"Hum-Kurt, where are you going?" Puck asked again.
"The hospital called and said that my dad was there. They wouldn't say why, so now I going to find out." Kurt said as he pulled out of the schools parking lot. He wasn't one to usually speed, but his dad wasn't one to usually just end up in the hospital unexplaned.
Should I continue? ^-^ I hope so. Please R&R